As she turns to leave the training room, the running lights catch Navasi's attention. Moving closer, she sees tbey only lead to the panel on the robot's back.
She initially dissmisses it as unimportant until a sudden realisation; the robot was functional! How did she miss that before? "Might be a power source in this thing we can use!"
After a quick scan of the panel for means of access and any signs of protective measures, she sets about trying to open the panel.
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As Chetna pries out the shuriken she notices that the holoprojector is the type that automatically records and replays sparring sessions for the later review of those who train in this room, but it's not working right now
Realizing you have discovered a power source Navasi searches the panel
While doing so the storm hits and the robot briefly spins on it's axis slowly turning a full circle before it stops moving.
The panel seems easy enough to remove if you have an engineering tool kit or you could apply brute force and try to rip it of.
Lacking the proper tools, Navasi tries to pry the panel open. "Hey, someone come help me with this panel."
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As Navasi with some "help" from Vchk rips of the access panel you see that behind it a rather large battery. It's pretty easy to unhook and take with you if you choose to do so.
Angrid stays true to her word at not being that great with Kasathan quad node tech as she isn't able to read the instructions on the Kasathan technology and can't figure out to reconfigure the holoprojector to work again.
Navasi pops the battery out of the robot and tosses it in the air to Vchk.
She then tries lending Ingrid some assistance with the holoprojector on her way past.
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Navasi seems able to make sense out of the kasahta labeling, but someone (maybe Angrid?) has re-routed some cables that at least now seem to go into places they were not supposed to end up in and in the end the holoprojector still won't turn on....well other then to produce a slight humming noise now and then almost as if it wants to start up...but can't.
While working on the holoprojector the storm hits and the lights flicker on and off for a bunch of seconds all through the room which makes working on the holoprojector even more difficult. You are starting to get the impression that the storm flux hits are becoming more powerful and seem to last longer each time they occur.
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Vchk's lucky streak continues as he opens yet another door.
The northern wall of this chamber is so forcibly compacted to the south that the chamber extends only about ten feet from the door. Several person-sized crates are fused into the distorted hull, obviously melted by extreme heat. Space is visible from between several gaps in the northern wall, accented by the occasional shimmer of a force field.
One of the fused cargo containers houses a macabre set of limbs: a right arm and leg
Navasi pauses in her repairs as the lights flicker, glancing around and muttering, "Getting closer. Best keep moving."
Entering the next room, she takes a quick look around and points out the splattering of blood and fluid around the rift in the hull, before joining Vchk at the fused container. Face paling at the grim sight, she quickly turns away. "Gonna take a look at that terminal," she murmurs.
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Navasi nods in agreement with Angrid. "I think the logs in the datapad we found mentioned an android named Blue Sky-101."
She gives the rent in the hull and the fused crates a final glance before turning to exit the room. "The more we find, the less I want to know about what happened here... "
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As you stand around debating what could have happened you notice that the control panel that apparently controls the force field keeping at bay the fastness of space is showing what seems to be a reboot screen after the last storm surge ran through the ship...this might not be the safest place to stand around when the next surge reaches the ship and the electronic devices start to act up again.
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Itch leads everyone to a door that........surprise; opens
Cracks mar the surface of this room’s western wall. A constant thrum of power is audible within the area, clearly emanating from an immense engine embedded into the northern wall. A standalone module sits opposite the only entrance to the room, but the thick cable that should connect it to the humming engine is irrevocably split. Three rectangular stacks of batteries fill the southern end of the engine room.
A control module opposite the door is dark, and a heavy cable connecting it to the engine enclosure is irrevocably blown apart.
The engine enclosure in the forward section of the room is missing its front panel, and a maze of crisscrossing wires connect to various terminals.
South of the control module, several dead, brick-sized starship batteries are stacked on metal shelves. The topmost row is hooked up to an exposed power terminal labeled “Mess” with a black marker. Another power terminal is labeled “Bridge.”
The patchwork of rerouted wires would take an expert to reverse-engineer and a lot of time.
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Angrid rolls up her sleeves and grabs a pair of insulated synthetic rubber gloves.
"How's that song go again? Red cable's connected to tha, green cable's connected to tha... Black? cable's conn..."
Angrid starts clipping some of the frazzled ends of the wires clean, yanks some out entirely, and uses the ripped out ones to create newer, albeit fewer, cables.
"If I reckon right, these wires should handle a heavier load. They just need to reach. Itch, flip the switch!"
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Itch looks at the huge mess of cables, lights both blinking and dark, and stacked batteries. "Uh, you sure about this, greaser? I mean, a wrong relay and we do that storm's job for it." Seeing her face though, the yoski decides it's better to die with Angrid rather than be on the bad end of her temper.
"Yeah, ok. Fire in the hole!" He closes his eyes and flips the switch.
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Angrid recognizes the futility of attempting to reroute power using the existing wires -even re-enforced as they are now- and doesn't even try to attempt it knowing that most of the cables would just send sparks surging violently through them electrocuting anyone working on them.
You would need to hook up some new power source to these cables to send power anywhere.
As Itch finds out as he flips the switch which causes.....the lights in the corridor to switch off?
Navasi is more than happy to accompany Itch and Angrid from the forcefield-mended storage room and back into the corridor... until she sees the blood trail once again.
Pistol at the ready, she warily follows her companions down the central corridor and into the engine room. Looking around at the mess of adhoc cabling, she murmurs, "What an absolute rat's -" She cuts off, with a glance toward Itch. "Uh, bird's nest," she finishes.
As the corridor lights shut off, the darkvision upgrade in Navasi's armour takes over and she scans the corridor to either end, looking for signs of trouble.
Having determined that there is nothing lurking immediately in the corridor, Navasi relaxes. A little.
"V, maybe Angrid can use that battery I gave you from the sparring bot to boost the power to those locked rooms you found earlier," she suggests, turning to her shirren companion.
"The data we are after is supposedly on the bridge; might be worth heading there first in case..." she trails off, looking around pointedly at the damaged ship.
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After Angrid hooks up the battery to the cables labeled mess you hear a hiss and the door leading further into the ship opens up
Peering in you see;
This room resembles a charnel house. The remains of two dead kasathas are piled in the northwest corner, surrounded by knocked-over chairs. A ceremonial table setting in the center of the chamber is spattered with blood. The stench of decay is palpable in this room, and even the sink along the southern wall is coated in a dark-red shade. Storage containers fill the eastern side of the room, each similarly spattered by gore. An impressive set of double doors bars passage to the north, while a single steel access door continues out to the south.
ripped into these unfortunate souls
You notice something small wiggling in the puncture wound [ooc]Life science check if you want to crush what ever is wiggling inside
Navasi does her best to appear impassive, but her face clearly pales at the sight of the mess. "Well spotted, Chetna. That might be useful." She declines the offered serum, indicating one of her other companions should take it.
"What is it?" she asks, voice catching as she reluctantly makes her way to join Itch. Do I even want to know?
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Vchk doesn't spot any threat ..4 armed or otherwise. In fact the doors leading further towards the cockpit are surprisingly well behaved and stay closed the entire time you are looking at the pile of bodies and the blood bath
Nobody is able to tell what is wiggling inside the body
"Might be that thing has some part in what happened here. Maybe even some offshoot of this... clawed beast," Navasi speculates. "Best to play it safe."
She holsters her pistol and draws Sarenrae's Tickle . Training it on the wriggling thing in the corpse, she turns to her companions, brow arched in query, "I've heard they use fire to cleanse plagues in some cultures. Unless someone has a better idea?"